"No, but I'll be better after a hot shower and a change of clothes. Maybe some dinner? Anyway, let's get out of here." Steve musters his dignity and straightens up as best he can. He's still pale but he at least looks ready to walk around again.

With the bottle in one hand, Konrad firmly secures the cork onto the waterskin in in the other as he takes another sip of rum, and falls in with the others. "This Avatar certainly thought of everything to prepare you. We can respect them for that much, whatever they may be up to here."

"Yeah, we went to City Hall to try and get some information about the Werewolf's victims, and things just fell into place with the Administrator. We agreed to follow up on those once we were done here."

He's silent for a moment, before adding - "Other than that, we're bone dry on leads about Fedler and Breeze."

The young woman raises an eyebrow but says nothing. She nods and keeps walking down a narrow alleyway. Thirty seconds later, the party reaches one of the main streets. The streetlamps illuminate the empty road before them, allowing Steve to deactivate his ring of light if he wishes to. Nadzieja spots a group of armed warriors at the end of the street; she crosses her arms and waits for them to approach.